In recent weeks I have been publishing this Set of Guinness beermats on the British rugby teams. I remained to publish Ireland. This year Ireland has done nothing notable, neither good nor bad in the Six Nations, and therefore they have stayed to the end.However the Irish rugby has to my special meaning. I had the opportunity of stepping on the grass of Lansdowne Road. I accompanied my eldest son, who played three (injuries have removed from the game) and we all knew that after that trip he will leave our home and it would be difficult to repeat. This has been. The following year they threw the stadium, but in our memory is a benignly Irish man who taught us the stadium knowing that we were a rare Spanish rugby lovers. all my family left the stadium singing Ireland´s Call circulating on the right hand until a car returned us to reality and to the left hand lane. in the way to Glendalough